My Father Poem by Anjali Haridas

A male version of God,
With lots of courage t his age,
Off to work,
Early in the morning,
To earn the daily bread for his family.
Strong enough to protect us,
From all the dangers.
With a heart full of love and care.
Always near his loved ones,
Helping them whenever they need,
At times, really angry,
At times, the happiest man in the world.
To have a father like that,
One should really be,
A lucky person.